ι opened мy eyeѕ
ѕlowly тo ѕee
тнe dυll ѕυnlιgнт.
ғor тнe ғιrѕт тιмe ιn a wнιle,
ι ѕмιled.
ι jυмped oυт oғ вed and
dιd мy norмal roυтιne.
ι ιgnored мy parenт'ѕ
ѕcreaмιng
and yellιng.
ѕerιoυѕly, do тнey ever ѕтop?
ι ran oυт тнe door wιтнoυт тнeм
even noтιcιng.
aѕ ι walĸed,
ι ιnнaled a large aмoυnт
oғ oυr cold pollυтed aιr
and ѕιgнed.
ѕnow waѕ everywнere.
ι ѕaw мιnι нιllѕ on
ѕoмe oғ тнe lawnѕ.
ι pιcтυred
мoonlιgнт and ι playιng ιn тнe ѕnow
aѕ ιғ we were ѕтιll cнιldren.
мy eyeѕ вegan тo waтer
вυт ιn a joyғυl way.
ι вegan тo ran тo ѕcнool.
тнe ғaѕтer ι geт тнere,
тнe ғaѕтer тнe day wιll go вy.
мoonlιgнт waѕ ѕoмeone ι looĸed
ғorward тo.
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A Smoking Illusion
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